I'm a dull woman breaking her journey in a place of no significance between the hours of midnight and midday. Everything is of little consequence and nothing matters further than a simple handshake.
I find myself sitting alone, contemplating the reality of the nothingness around me and the meaning behind everything else. Thankfully this journey seems to be broken up by a comma rather than a full stop, and with a little trepidation in my heart, i take a deep breath with no concrete destination in mind. I'm a woman paused.